Not enough hours in a day

There never seem to be enough hours in a day for me to accomplish what I set out to accomplish each particular day.

I truly need to get up earlier in the day (before the little ladies awake) so that I have more time to get things done. I've cut way back on my computer time, and even with that, I still feel as though I haven't accomplished what I'd like to by night's end. 

I just finished organizing Abrielle's closet, and rearranging all of Maddie and Faith's winter/fall clothes. I finally did an inventory of what the three of them needed, and went to the consignment shop to try and get everything there first. I did really well (Maddie and Abrie needed the most-- Faith lucks out in that she gets all of Maddie's old things) and only still have to get Maddie and Abrie winter coats. I'm trying not to think about snowsuits and snow boots, as I hate to have to spend money on those darn things. Unfortunately though, these girls have outgrown their snowsuits. Anyway, what I couldn't find at the consignment shop, I finished up at Gymboree with my Gymbucks and some sweet sales.

Besides trying to organize and reorganize (we now have a garage, but our closets are severely lacking in size), I feel inundated with the other constants: laundry, cleaning, picking up, dishes, etc etc. 

Not to mention, I'm really trying to keep up with my two big girls and their 'activities.' Considering Faith never naps anymore, Abrie's afternoon nap time is time with the two of them. I've been trying to split the 1-3pm nap into two parts: 1-2pm I try to get dinner ready with their help (a lot of casseroles) and bake something fun, and 2-3 pm is student Faith and student Maddie time. I've been TRYING to get their school stuff done the night before, although half the time I'm not successful and it's a little less organized than I'd like. 

I remind myself constantly that I need not stress about all of these little things. What matters the most is that our girls are loved, and that's that. I know that, at the end of each day, our three little ladies will remember all the fun times we spent together and not the little messes that Momma stressed about here and there. 

I can breathe a little easier reminding myself of this.